To grow the seed Yin Devils, to grow the entire Yin Devil tribe, forming a virtuous cycle.
The seed Yin Devils don't even need cultivation; there's simply no concept of cultivation for them, just endless feeding suffices.
Those Yin Devils carrying carts are mere consumables, akin to farming.
Most of the fruits produced from the seeds fall into the Mist Sea, in ways cultivators cannot comprehend or sense.
The Evil Lord glanced sideways at the seed Yin Devils gobbling up food by the edge of the Mist Sea.
Increasingly, he agrees with the conversations he once had with Yu Ziqing.
Innately too powerful, with bloodline inheritance, the path is completely paved, a tribe that can walk with eyes closed; their obstacles are the greatest.
This has nothing to do with intelligence anymore.
If these Yin Devils were in the hands of humans, they could be utilized ten thousand times more effectively than now.
